A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

"So Ariant told you the source of my power, and we're even," Murphy pointed at Cloris with his long beak. Unlike the masks of other plague doctors, he seemed to have a real bird face. Dark and evil, far less gracious than Wojty, "You're starting to interest me, Sun Grace, oh, Miss Star, I've seen no more than five disciples so far, four of them are ascetics from the Abbey .”

"The other one is Julisson Sobertus, right?" Cloris said purposefully, "He has reformed the election, please come and control the vote pool in Lake of the Watch."

"You're right, but it's not right," Murphy said coldly, "Our purpose of using Gulingting as the foundation is only to integrate the power of the epidemic doctors scattered around the world, to heal everything that brings pain and death." curse."

"It's great, so you started to support the Socialist Party, and finally want to become the ruler of Gulingting?"

Murphy lightened his beak: "A stable and positive society that benefits the majority is more suitable as an environment to remove the curse... I know that the little fox next to you is a grand thief under Vilumeka, don't underestimate the association. "

"Oh." Cloris replied, then leaned back on the chair and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Murphy glanced at the calm Ariente, and couldn't help raising his pitch. His hoarse voice pierced the girl's eardrums toward the devil's sharp knife: "You open the Church of the Sun's reformatory in Paradise in the name of a plague doctor, and then bring led Grand Thief to Stargazing City, but where did you hide her?"

Ariant was right next to her, and Cloris was not afraid of Murphy cursing herself again like last time. The curvature of her chin remained the same, her eyes shifted, and the corners of her lips curled up like rose thorns, which could bleed cowhide : "Master Murphy, who is omnipotent, still asks me for advice? Ah, my ears are so itchy from the noise, I have to listen to Phalucines singing in front of me!"

The shadows opened, and the dark minions leaned forward: "You—"

"Murphy, Cloris is just a child," Ariente sighed. "In fact, she is only 15 years old, and her personality will not be much better than when you were 15 years old."

"To shut up!"

"Hehe," Cloris glanced at her, then slowly withdrew her gaze, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Murphy sat back in the chair again, and he said, "Is the grand thief in the Star Church? She has the evidence of the Pioneering Party. You use this as a condition in exchange for the protection of the Palace Master—from the hands of the common people?"

Murphy felt that the little girl was extremely bad, not only bad, but also evil.Cangsheng is obviously her enemy, but this guy named the mask after it. The real name is not limited by language and words, it covers all the intentions it symbolizes, although different people have different understandings of "cangsheng" , but as long as "Cangsheng" is not a random code name, it is possible to have a connection with the holder.

The mask of the epidemic doctor has to go through the dreamland of the Savior of All Souls. Even if the possibility of encountering the Savior of All Souls is extremely small, it may indeed exist, and if someone really curses the "Savior of All Souls", it may Marked to the wrong place.

"Nina has never had any criminal evidence," Cloris shook her head, and when Murphy was disappointed, she suddenly said, "But it doesn't mean I don't have clues, you have to know one thing, I can be a member of the Church of the Sun The person in charge can be a student of the Archbishop of the Holy Church of Grace, of course, it can also be the master of the hall, er, a good sister who is married, a beautiful woman..." She subconsciously supported her cheeks and leaned on the chair, "Even if it is too late Hundreds of thousands of years later, the mentality is still very young.”

This is to show that it is not because the thieves obtained the protection of the Church of the Stars in exchange for the criminal evidence of the Pioneering Party, but because Cloris herself has a close relationship with the Lord of the Hall, so that the thieves can hide in the Church of the Stars!

Murphy asked, "Is the Star Church going to enter?"

"The Explorers Guild hasn't completely cleared the door. If the Hall Master doesn't want a full-scale civil war to break out in the Floating Star Sea," Cloris said as if she had a script in hand, "I'm afraid she won't care about the outcome of an election."

"The Mystery Cage doesn't think so," Murphy has begun to treat Cloris's words with caution, and the planned accusation against Ariente has been forgotten, "She expelled Julisson at the end of the year." Sobertus, now also wants to stand for the Reform Party."

Cloris snorted: "Did the stars teach her to have the final say?" She didn't know the demigod of the Mysterious Cage, but it didn't hinder her trickery, "The prisoner steals herself, and she is the cocoon. I think she will be the next prisoner!"

The words were not surprising, and the deep black eye sockets under Murphy's mask seemed to froze for a moment.

He is not a demigod, and he is not afraid of demigods, but at least he should have the respect he deserves. How can he speak wild words like Cloris?

Murphy's rustling voice was a little more uncertain: "The Explorer's Guild is cleaning up the gate, is this also the intention of the Palace Master?"

He couldn't figure it out.

Could it be that the Star Church also needs to be cleaned internally?

It may be unrealistic to eliminate the demigods who are closely related to Tianshu. Sitting in the position of the Lord, there is no doubt about his loyalty to the Star Church. Even the Hall Master would never want to execute her. The Lord has become a polished commander, so isn't the Mysterious Prison just a cocoon-bound prison?

The title of "labor reform atoner" used by Cloris also caused Murphy to think deeply, which seemed to confirm his speculation.

"So what if we can overthrow the Pioneering Party? Vilumica's campaign slogan is too ideal, and the Phillips Foundation is weak," Cloris said with some inducement, "Her approval rating It is always far behind the Reform Party."

"You demon-like cunning brat, if you can't convince the Star Church to cooperate with the association," Murphy sneered, "don't think about anything."

"It's a pity," the girl shrugged indifferently, "Then I can only tell the truth to my friends in the Luo Fei family."

"Luo Fei?" Murphy's tone faltered, and he asked forcefully, "You still have a connection with Luo Fei? Doesn't he just stay in his own spectacle and wait to die? Isn't he still dreaming of the pioneering party leader's spring and autumn dream?"

"Do you think your current Pioneering Party is willing to welcome the return of Master Wang, and invite another boss to squat on your head and shit?" Cloris sneered, and said vulgarly, "Is your head filled with shadows? , Doctor Baby?"

"So," Murphy ignored the girl's disrespectful title, and asked calmly, "The Luofei family is willing to support the Socialist Party?"

"Whether you want to or not depends on the discussion between me and my friend," Cloris said mysteriously, "As you said, the old man is dying, and my friend happens to be the heir with the most potential."

Murphy doesn't care about all the information in detail.He is essentially an epidemic doctor and has his own research. He would rather be a professor at a university if there were no other administrators who could play a leading role in Heixunzhong.However, as long as he inquired about Cloris' whereabouts from the intelligence department afterwards, he would definitely notice the intersection of the girl and the Explorers' Guild.

The newcomers to the Round Table are no secret.

"I still remember your speech at the holy ceremony, as a plague doctor," Murphy began to play the emotional card, but unfortunately his voice was cold and ugly, and it sounded like a threat, "Are you a selfish person? ?”

"Sisters settle accounts clearly, my lord, I can give you some clues as a sincerity, but you also have to understand that I am an epidemic doctor, not a servant of the Life Research and Protection Association."

"That's a deal?" Murphy sneered, "You call yourself a philanthropist, and the Phillips Foundation can donate 100 million stars to the Evangelical Correctional Institute in Paradise—for the relief of the poor."

"Hehehehe." Cloris smiled, and then she put on a pretty face, and said indifferently, "Charity is not a hypocritical show, whether you donate or not is your own business, even if you are poor, the Evangelical Correctional Institute will do its best to improve the suffering Murphy, your 100 million stars should not be a bargaining chip to play with other people's suffering, but should be a kindness from the heart, we can usually pretend to be false, but this is the bottom line!"

"..." Murphy stared straight at the girl, trying to see if she was lying.

It's a pity that the kid in front of him is too treacherous, he can't see any trace of deceit.

For a moment, he thought that Cloris was really the Holy Mother who helped the world, but recalling this little devil's outstanding performance and despicable character, Murphy's life experience of more than 200 years made him skeptical.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"I have many clues, but there are still more confusing things. The Explorers' Guild seems to be unable to spare manpower. If possible, I would like to ask the association to investigate. It is what happened on Evening Star Island."

"The slave trade case? The case of the ranger has already been raging, and it seems that there is grievance, but I don't care. If the Pioneering Party wants to prove his crime, the association has nothing to do."

"It's not about this," Cloris shook her head slightly, "I met Chalchak in the ancient tomb on Evening Star Island."

"You—?" Murphy said in a higher voice.

"He looks like he is about to die. This is one. The grave where he appeared reproduces the plague that destroyed Aziica more than two hundred years ago. This is the second."

"You mean, he wants to do something about the plague?"

"It seems that you don't know about it," Cloris shook her head, and the girl looked at Ariente, "I'm not sure if Chalchak is making a fuss, but the creator of that plague has a The title, Cang Sheng... Oh, Cang Sheng seems to be working as an aide for Gremanche, don't ask me where I got the news from."

"Creator of the plague, hehe, you are very good at creating conflicts for others, brat," Murphy's laughter turned cold, but he didn't aim at the girl. He nodded and said, "If what you say is true, the common people are plague doctors A natural enemy."

"It's best if you can handle him. To be honest, I don't have any expectations," Cloris doesn't even expect the epidemic doctor to do a role that the palace master doesn't want to get involved in, but she still insists, "If you kill him, remember 'Give me back' my name, only a true philanthropist can represent the general public!"

Murphy asked, "Won't Star Church appoint someone to handle it?"

This is a good question. In fact, the matter of Evening Star Island should be told to the Star Church, and the association is a secondary choice.It's a pity that such important information will inevitably be traced to the source, and Cloris doesn't want to be picked up and beaten by the scary old woman of the palace master!

"The church has its own plans," Cloris said with a sloppy look, "the old woman in the Mystery Cage is a trouble."

"Okay, I will investigate..."

"I'll go and have a look." Before Murphy finished speaking, Ariente, who had been watching the two of them, said with a smile.

"Ariant..." Murphy looked at the vampire, and he said suddenly, "Little brat, if you leave here without other conditions, I still have something to talk to the vampire."

"I wish you a pleasant exchange," Cloris stood up and lifted her skirt, and Shi Shiran bowed her knees, "Also, Mr. Murphy, if the Phillips Foundation wants to donate to the Evangelical Correctional Institute, please remember to contact 121 on Recovery Street Ms. Paige, who is responsible for coordinating all the finances of the Gospel Correctional Institute.”

Murphy was taken aback for a moment, and then his momentum of staring at Ariente weakened.

Shit philanthropist, bah, it really is scum!

Looking at the direction in which Cloris left, all the questions Murphy had prepared were overwhelmed by complicated thoughts. He asked calmly, "Who is she? How do you know her?"

"I don't know," Ariente smiled. "If I had to guess, it might be a messenger."

532. A cat, a dog, a cat

After leaving the Explorers' Guild, Cloris locked Xiugou back into the water prison. According to the experience of dog trainers, domestic dogs cannot be taken out for a walk every day, and one or two must be closed every now and then to let them understand Going for a ride is a gift from the owner, not a birthright.

The more important point is that Cloris needs to control the channels for planning to obtain information and occupy the high ground at the psychological level, so as to coerce Xiugou to give the correct answer in each game.Even if the planner can't use the deductive ability of [Gear of Destiny], if she knows too much, she may be obedient in many tiny details, misleading herself.

"As a servant of grace and shepherd, I would like to see your holy face show mercy, kiss the right path of your compassion, crawl on the majestic barbed wire, and ask about the kingdom of heaven..."

In the secluded room, the pure and beautiful pastor in plain robes threw himself on the felt carpet, praying sincerely in front of a pair of slender feet covered in black socks. The toes covered in silk are round and delicate, and the distance from his forehead is only a few millimeters away.

Candles like hot oil emit orange light, and rows of alcoves display pottery pots. In the center of the offering is a magnificent gate of heaven with feathers like ropes, and there are eyes of different colors on each feather.

According to the prophecy of the Grace House, the wish-wishing angel will lead all sentient beings to the frontier of the kingdom of God far away from suffering, where he will gather the ambitions of all people from all over the world, unlock the holy mirror, and arrive at the heaven conceived by the Virgin Mary at the other end. Will find eternal happiness under the watchful eye of the Father behind the door.

The merciful Father is a wish, so there is no actual image.

Suddenly, the pastor looked up with a beautiful face that was as crimson as a spring peach, suppressing fanaticism in her watery eyes, and she said with pain and joy, "Master, Paya is guilty—"

This is already a standard procedure for the master and servant, and Cloris said solemnly: "Repent your mistakes, and I will forgive you."

"Pa, Paya committed the original sin..." the pastor said tremblingly, with a shame on his face, "When the pastor was away, Paya took the liberty to lew the body of the pastor in his mind..." She slammed her forehead on the carpet Go up, "Please punish the pastor!"

"?"

A question mark appeared on Cloris' face, and she couldn't help but want to step on Paya's head, but this might not be what she wanted.

The girl asked displeasedly: "Cynthia, are you entertaining me?"

"No!" Paya hurriedly raised her head and said, she squeaked, "It's just, it's just that lust is not an original sin that slaves can control alone. What slaves cultivate is the road of pure loyalty. I don't know why..."

Cloris was quite helpless about this.

Paya or Cynthia, the priest or the parasitic evil beard, they are essentially inseparable from each other, even the memories are fragmented and mixed, sometimes Paya will be mixed into Cynthia's memory, and sometimes Cynthia will be mixed with Paya's cognition.

The only way to separate the two is confession and punishment.

When the guilt in her heart cannot be satisfied and the sins have not been redeemed, the woman will deviate towards Paya, appearing in the state of self-blame and suicide like in the city that never sleeps. When the situation becomes more serious, it may even lead to mental illness. Crash.

In the past, Qifa only used terror to control Paya. Instead of giving Paya any guidance, he deepened the impression of Paya's self-blame and made him more afraid.This only suppresses the sins that Paya consciously bears, allowing the pain to accumulate deeply and making the mental state worse.

It was Cloris who tempered Paya's self-inflicted suicide with the whip, she cleared the "terror" rooted in Chifa, and used the foreign "forgiveness" to free Paya from the cycle of self-blame, so that the priest turned to holding the outside world. Trust, when the self-blame diminished, she began to deviate towards Cynthia.

Paya was relieved by Cloris, and she no longer had to bear such a huge mental burden all the time. From this perspective, Cloris was not only Paya’s savior, but also rescued Cynthia’s bound soul—even if two They are one, inseparable.

Cloris asked in an unhappy voice, "How do you want me to punish you?"

Paya shyly turned her face to the side. She was thin and pale as paper, but the years had not left rings on her face, and she still had a youthful charm in her thirties.

This may be due to the influence of Cynthia. She was a young girl when she was made into a parasitic beard by Qifa.

Paya Nuo Nuo said: "It's all, it's all at the disposal of the herdsman..."

Both Paya and Cynthia are willing to attach their bodies and minds to the girl in front of them. The former is to escape guilt and seek salvation in heaven, while the latter, although she is awake, is willing to sink into the abyss called Cloris.

Paya still believes in the Gracious Father, but only the Shepherd holds her reins to guide her on the way to the Father.Therefore, the will of the shepherd is the will of the holy father—because the holy father is the wish of the pilgrim, if he will reach the end under the leadership of the shepherd, then the holy father will not go against her wish, and the shepherd As she wishes, is her Father, Mother, and Grace.

Cloris doesn't know how she looks to Paya, she just needs to ensure her loyalty.The owner never knows what his cat is thinking, but he also knows the sticky nature of fluff.

Even if the pastor had some unorthodox thoughts, the girl didn't bother to delve into it.

Cloris will not dislike Paya because of this. Although the girl wants to treat her as an equal, Paya's nature is deeply rooted, and her posture also reminds the girl of the female cat she raised a long, long, long time ago.

Paya wasn't a cat after all, and Cloris couldn't take her to a pet clinic to have her neutered.

Paya is a cat, Paya is a cat, Paya is a cat... Cloris thought.It's okay, anyway, it's not that there were no "lessons" between them.

Furthermore, the loss of punishment will deepen Cynthia's depression and Paya's suicide, and the priest who cannot be released will only go to painful destruction.

Reminiscing about what happened to Far Yar Correctional Institute and Veronica's restraint of Vivienne, Cloris suspends Paya in a more detailed way this time.

The milk-flavored candy is surrounded by layers of red-hot wire, and the sweetness and stickiness of the melted sugar fat is so sticky that it can be pulled out. The hot red rope draws vivid blood, which seems to overflow from the cracked sugar shell.

"I never thought of doing this kind of thing with spiritual veins before."

Cloris frowned, as if she was in deep thought, without obvious emotions.

Paya was already thin, weak and boneless, now deprived of the connection of the earth and the gravity that sustains her, she is even more helpless. She is like a map of the fog layer washed by the colonists, every fold in the outline Every horizontal line is neat and perfect, with clean lines, but if you look closely at the picture, it will be a disaster.

However, the sound that should have been howling here seemed to be playing music and celebrating, showing the difference from the looters everywhere——

"Shepherd... Mercy..."

The rain is dredging and the wind is sudden.

After all, she is still unfamiliar, and it is difficult for Cloris to grasp the level, so she looks tyrannical, but in fact she is very restrained. Even so, it is enough for Paya and Cynthia to settle down for a while.

"Father's mercy."

Pushing open the basement door, Cloris murmured softly while looking at the starry sky outside No. 121 Susui Street.

"Cloris," Weiman, who was squatting on the lawn burning ants, raised her head abruptly. She raised her skirt and stood up, looking at the girl. "What are you doing down here, it will take three hours. It's dinner time!"

"A believer is practicing penance below," Cloris said calmly, "I will help her guide her."

"You look amazing, I heard that you manage a large church organization," Weiman's eyes sparkled, "Teach me next time, can you?"

"..." Cloris rolled her eyes, "Forget it Weiman, you don't have the talent in this area."

If others commented like this, Weiman would have been furious long ago, but now she is really reflecting on her own shortcomings, nodding in a low voice: "Okay then..."

"Don't mention this," Cloris didn't want to look back on the unspeakable privacy with the house cat, she asked instead, "Have you made a record of the Elizabeth jewelry store in Gulingting, we will start the investigation tomorrow."

"Of course, I'm serious and reliable!" Weiman showed herself with all her heart, "It's my family who are killing my talent, and they always don't let this or that, which makes it seem like I'm causing trouble to Cloris !"

It's someone else's fault for co-authoring, your eldest lady is not wrong at all, right?

Cloris didn't bother to correct Weiman's misconceptions. Perhaps Red Rose knew that she was in the wrong, but she just refused to admit it because of her face. Of course, she might be really stupid——